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THE  STRENGTH 
OF  THE  STRONG 


"DAYS  AND  XIliHTS  THE  EVES  OF  THE  TRIBE  WATCHED.'' 
Price  10  Cents 

By  JACK  LONDON 


The  Strength  of  the  Strong 

By  JACK  LONDON 

Author  of  "The  Call  of  the  Wild,"   "White   Fang,"    Etc. 


Illustrations  by  Dan  Savre  Groesbeck 


ParabX-  d(V  't  lie,  but  liars  will  parable — LIP-KING 


CHICAGO 
CHARLES  H.  KERR  &  COMPANY 

1912 


COPYRIGHT     1911 

BY  JACK   LONDON 

Reprinted    by    permission    from    Hampton 
Magazine 


The  Strength  of  the  Strong 


Long-Beard  paused  in  his  narrative, 
licked  his  greasy  fingers  and  wiped  them 
on  his  naked  sides  where  his  one  piece  of  ragged 
bearskin  failed  to  cover  him.  Crouched  arouid 
him,  on  their  hams,  were  three  young  men,  his 
grandsons,  Deer-Runner.  Yellow-Head  and 
Afraid-of-the-Dark.  In  appearance  they  were 
much  the  same.  Skins  of  wild  animals  partially 
covered  them.  They  were  lean  and  meager  of 
build,  narrow-hipped  and  crooked-legged,  and  at 
the  same  time  deep-chested  with  heavy  arms  and 
enormous  hands.  There  was  much  hair  on  their 
chests  and  shoulders,  and  on  the  outsides  of  their 
arms  and  legs.  Their  heads  were  matted  with  un 
cut  hair,  long  locks  of  which  often  strayed  before 
their  eyes,  beady  and  black  and  glittering  like  the 
eyes  of  birds.  They  were  narrow  between  the 
eyes  and  broad  between  the  cheeks,  while  their 
lower  jaws  were  projecting  and  massive. 

It  was  a  night  of  clear  starlight,  and  below 
them,  stretching  away  remotely,  lay  range  on 
range  of  forest-covered  hills.  In  the  distance  the 
heavens  were  red  from  the  glow  of  a  volcano.  At 


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their  backs  yawned  the  black  mouth  of  a  cave,  out 
of  which,  from  time  to  time,  blew  draughty  gusts 
of  wind.  Immediately  in  front  of  them  blazed  a 
fire.  At  one  side,  partly  devoured,  lay  the  carcass 
of  a  bear,  with  about  it,  at  a  respectable  distance, 
several  large  dogs,  shaggy  and  wolflike.  Beside 
each  man  lay  his  bow  and  arrows  and  a  huge  club. 
In  the  cave-mouth  a  number  of  rude  spears  leaned 
against  the  rock. 

"So  that  was  how  we  moved  from  the  cave  to 
the  tree,"  old  Long-Beard  spoke  up. 

They  laughed  boisterously,  like  big  children, 
at  recollection  of  a  previous  story  his  words  called 
up.  Long-Beard  laughed  too,  the  five-inch  bodkin 
of  bone  thrust  midway  through  the  cartilage  of 
his  nose  leaping  and  dancing  and  adding  to  his 
ferocious  appearance.  He  did  not  exactly  say  the 
words  recorded,  but  he  made  animal-like  sounds 
with  his  mouth  that  meant  the  same  thing. 

"And  that  is  the  first  I  remember  of  the  Sea 
Valley,"  Long-Beard  went  on.  "We  were  a  very 
foolish  crowd.  We  did  not  know  the  secret  of 
strength.  For  behold,  each  family  lived  by  itself 
and  took  care  of  itself.  There  were  thirty  families, 
but  we  got  no  strength  from  one  another.  We 
were  in  fear  of  each  other  all  the  time.  No  one 
ever  paid  visits.  In  the  top  of  our  tree  we  built  a 
grass  house,  and  on  the  platform  outside  was  a 


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pile  of  rocks  which  were  for  the  heads  of  any  that 
might  chance  to  try  to  visit  us.  Also,  we  had  our 
spears  and  arrows.  We  never  walked  under  the 
trees  of  the  other  families,  either.  My  brother 
did,  once,  under  old  Boo-oogh's  tree,  and  he  got 
his  head  broken  and  that  was  the  end  of  him. 

"Old  Boo-oogh  was  very  strong.  It  was  said 
he  could  pull  a  grown  man's  head  right  off.  I 
never  heard  of  him  doing  it,  because  no  man 
would  give  him  a  chance.  Father  wouldn't.  One 
day,  when  father  was  down  on  the  beach,  Boo- 
oogh  took  after  mother.  She  couldn't  run  fast,  for 
the  day  before  she  had  got  her  leg  clawed  by  a 
bear  when  she  was  up  on  the  mountain  gathering 
berries.  So  Boo-oogh  caught  her  and  carried  her 
up  into  his  tree.  Father  never  got  her  back.  He 
was  afraid.  Old  Boo-oogh  made  faces  at  him. 

"But  father  did  not  mind.  Strong-Arm  was 
another  strong  man.  He  was  one  of  the  best 
fishermen.  But  one  day,  climbing  after  sea-gull 
eggs,  he  had  a  fall  from  the  cliff.  He  was  never 
strong  after  that.  He  coughed  a  great  deal,  and 
his  shoulders  drew  near  to  each  other.  So  father 
took  Strong-Arm's  wife.  When  he  came  around 
and  coughed  under  our  tree,  father  laughed  at  him 
and  threw  rocks  at  him.  It  was  our  way  in  those 
days.  We  did  not  know  how  to  add  strength  to 
gether  and  become  strong." 


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"Woul.l  a  brother  take  a  brother's  wife?" 
Deer-Runner  demanded. 

"Yes,  if  he  had  gone  to  live  in  another  tree  by 
himself." 

"But  we  do  not  do  such  things  now,"  Afraid- 
of-the-Dark  objected. 

"It  is  because  I  have  taught  your  fathers  bet 
ter."  Long-Beard  thrust  his  hairy  paw  into  the 
bear  meat  and  drew  out  a  handful  of  suet,  which 
he  sucked  with  a  meditative  air.  Again  he  wiped 
his  hands  on  his  naked  sides  and  went  on.  "What 
I  am  telling  you  happened  in  the  long  ago,  before 
we  knew  any  better." 

"You  must  have  been  fools  not  to  know  bet 
ter,"  was  Deer-Runner's  comment,  Yellow-Head 
grunting  approval. 

"So  we  were,  but  we  became  bigger  fools  as 
you  shall  see.  Still,  we  did  learn  better,  and  this 
was  the  way  of  it.  We  Fish-Eaters  had  not 
learned  to  add  our  strength  until  our  strength  was 
the  strength  of  all  of  us. 

But  the  Meat-Eaters,  who  lived  across  the  di 
vide  in  the  Big  Valley,  stood  together,  hunted  to 
gether,  fished  together,  and  fought  together.  One 
day  they  came  into  our  valley.  Each  family  of  us 
got  into  its  own  cave  and  tree.  There  were  only 
ten  Meat-Eaters,  but  they  fought  together,  and 
we  fought  each  family  by  itself." 


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Long-Beard  counted  long  and  perplexedly  on 
his  fingers. 

"There  were  sixty  men  of  us,"  was  what  he 
managed  to  say  with  fingers  and  lips  combined. 
"And  we  were  very  strong,  only  we  did  not  know 
it.  So  we  watched  the  ten  men  attack  Boo-oogh's 
tree.  He  made  a  good  fight,  but  he  had  no  chance. 
We  looked  on.  When  some  of  the  Meat-Eaters 
tried  to  climb  the  tree,  Boo-oogh  had  to  show 
himself  in  order  to  drop  stones  on  their  heads, 
whereupon  the  other  Meat-Eaters,  who  were  wait 
ing  for  that  very  thing,  shot  him  full  of  arrows. 
And  that  was  the  end  of  Boo-oogh. 

"Next,  the  Meat-Eaters  got  One-Eye  and  his 
family  in  his  cave.  They  built  a  fire  in  the  mouth 
and  smoked  him  out,  like  we  smoked  out  the  bear 
there  today.  Then  they  went  after  Six-Fingers, 
up  his  tree,  and  while  they  were  killing  him  and 
his  grown  son,  the  rest  of  us  ran  away.  They 
caught  some  of  our  women,  and  killed  two  old 
men  who  could  not  run  fast  and  several  children. 
The  women  they  carried  away  with  them  to  the 
Big  Valley. 

"After  that  the  rest  of  us  crept  back,  and  some 
how,  perhaps  because  we  were  in  fear  and  felt 
the  need  for  one  another,  we  talked  the  thing  over. 
It  was  our  first  council — our  first  real  council. 
And  in  that  council  we  formed  our  first  tribe.  For 


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we  had  learned  the  lesson.  Of  the  ten  Meat- 
Eaters,  each  man  had  had  the  strength  of  ten, 
for  the  ten  had  fought  as  one  man.  They  had 
added  their  strength  together.  But  of  the  thirty 
families  and  the  sixty  men  of  us,  we  had  had  the 
strength  of  but  one  man,  for  each  had  fought 
alone. 

"It  was  a  great  talk  we  had,  and  it  was  hard 
talk,  for  we  did  not  have  the  words  then  as  now 
with  which  to  talk.  The  Bug  made  some  of  the 
words  long  afterwards,  and  so  did  others  of  us 
make  words  from  time  to  time.  But  in  the  end 
we  agreed  to  add  our  strength  together  and  to  be 
as  one  man  when  the  Meat-Eaters  came  over  the 
divide  to  steal  our  women.  And  that  was  the 
tribe. 

"We  set  two  men  on  the  divide,  one  for  the  day 
and  one  for  the  night,  to  watch  if  the  Meat-Eaters 
came.  These  were  the  eyes  of  the  tribe.  Then, 
also,  day  and  night,  there  were  to  be  ten  men 
awake  with  their  clubs  and  spears  and  arrows  in 
their  hands,  ready  to  fight.  Before,  when  a  man 
went  after  fish  or  clams  or  gull  eggs,  he  carried 
his  weapons  with  him  and  half  the  time  he  was 
getting  food  and  half  the  time  watching  for  fear 
some  other  man  would  get  him.  Now  that  was  all 
changed.  The  men  went  out  without  their  weap 
ons  and  spent  all  their  time  getting  food.  Like- 


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wise,  when  the  women  went  into  the  mountains 
after  roots  and  berries,  five  of  the  ten  men  went 
with  them  to  guard  them,  while  all  the  time,  day 
and  night,  the  eyes  of  the  tribe  watched  from  the 
top  of  the  divide. 

"But  troubles  came.  As  usual,  it  was  about 
the  women.  Men  without  wives  wanted  other 
men's  wives,  and  there  was  much  fighting  be 
tween  men,  and  now  and  again  one  got  his  head 
smashed  or  a  spear  through  his  body.  While  one 
of  the  watchers  was  on  the  top  of  the  divide  an 
other  man  stole  his  wife,  and  he  came  down  to 
fight.  Then  the  other  watcher  was  in  fear  that 
some  one  would  take  his  wife,  and  he  came  down 
likewise.  Also,  there  was  trouble  among  the  ten 
men  who  carried  always  their  weapons,  and  they 
fought  five  against  five,  till  some  ran  away  down 
the  coast  and  the  others  ran  after  them. 

"So  it  was  that  the  tribe  was  left  without  eyes 
or  guards.  We  had  not  the  strength  of  sixty.  We 
had  no  strength  at  all.  So  we  held  a  council  and 
made  our  first  laws.  I  was  but  a  cub  at  the  time, 
but  I  remember.  We  said  that  in  order  to  be 
strong  we  must  not  fight  one  another,  and  we 
made  a  law  that  when  a  man  killed  another,  him 
would  the  tribe  kill.  We  made  another  law  that 
whoso  stole  another  man's  wife,  him  would  the 
tribe  kill.  We  said  that  whatever  man  had  too 


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great  strength,  and  by  that  strength  hurt  his 
brothers  in  the  tribe,  him  would  we  kill  that  his 
strength  might  hurt  no  more.  For  if  we  let  his 
strength  hurt,  the  brothers  would  become  afraid 
and  the  tribe  would  fall  apart,  and  we  would  be 
as  weak  as  when  the  Meat-Eaters  first  come  upon 
us  and  killed  Boo-oogh. 

"Knuckle-Bone  was  a  strong  man,  a  very 
strong  man,  and  he  knew  not  law.  He  knew  only 
his  own  strength,  and  in  the  fullness  thereof  he 
went  forth  and  took  the  wife  of  Three-Clams. 
Three-Clams  tried  to  fight,  but  Knuckle-Bone 
clubbed  out  his  brains.  Yet  had  Knuckle-Bone 
forgotten  that  all  the  men  of  us  had  added  our 
strength  to  keep  the  law  among  us,  and  him  we 
killed,  at  the  foot  of  his  tree,  and  hung  his  body 
on  a  branch  as  a  warning  that  the  law  was 
stronger  than  any  man.  For  we  were  the  law,  all 
of  us,  and  no  man  was  greater  than  the  law. 

"Then  there  were  other  troubles,  for  know, 
O  Deer-Runner  and  Yellow-Head  and  Afraid-of- 
the-Dark,  that  it  is  not  easy  to  make  a  tribe. 
There  were  many  things,  little  things,  that  it  was 
a  great  trouble  to  call  all  the  men  together  to  have 
a  council  about.  We  were  having  councils  morn 
ing,  noon  and  night,  and  in  the  middle  of  the 
night.  We  could  find  little  time  to  go  out  and  get 
food,  what  of  the  councils,  for  there  was  always 


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some  little  thing  to  be  settled,  such  as  naming  two 
new  watchers  to  take  the  place  of  the  old  ones  on 
the  hill,  or  naming  how  much  food  should  fall  to 
the  share  of  the  men  who  kept  their  weapons  al 
ways  in  their  hands  and  got  no  food  for  them 
selves. 

"We  stood  in  need  of  a  chief  man  to  do  these 
things,  who  would  be  the  voice  of  the  council  and 
who  would  account  to  the  council  for  the  things 
he  did.  So  we  named  Fith-Fith  the  chief  man. 
He  was  a  strong  man,  too,  and  very  cunning,  and 
when  he  was  angry  he  made  noises  just  like  that, 
FITH-FITH,  like  a  wildcat. 

"The  ten  men  who  guarded  the  tribe  were  set 
to  work  making  a  wall  of  stones  across  the  narrow 
part  of  the  valley.  The  women  and  large  children 
helped,  as  did  other  men,  until  the  wall  was 
strong.  After  that,  all  the  families  came  down  out 
of  their  cave  and  trees  and  built  grass  houses  be 
hind  the  shelter  of  the  wall.  These  houses  were 
large  and  much  better  than  the  caves  and  trees, 
and  everybody  had  a  better  time  of  it  because  the 
men  had  added  their  strength  together  and  be 
come  a  tribe.  Because  of  the  wall  and  the  guards 
and  the  watchers,  there  was  more  time  to  hunt 
and  fish  and  pick  roots  and  berries;  there  was 
more  food,  and  better  food,  and  no  one  went 
hungry.  And  Three-Legs — so  named  because  his 


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legs  had  been  smashed  when  a  boy  and  he  walked 
with  a  stick — Three-Legs  got  the  seed  of  the  wild 
corn  and  planted  it  in  the  ground  in  the  valley 
near  his  house.  Also,  he  tried  planting  fat  roots 
and  other  things  he  found  in  the  mountain  val 
leys. 

"Because  of  the  safety  in  the  Sea  Valley, 
which  was  because  of  the  wall  and  the  watchers 
and  the  guards,  and  because  there  was  food  in 
plenty  for  all  without  having  to  fight  for  it,  many 
families  came  in  from  the  coast  valleys  on  both 
sides  and  from  the  high  back  mountains  where 
they  had  lived  more  like  wild  animals  than  men. 
And  it  was  not  long  before  the  Sea  Valley  filled 
up,  and  in  it  were  countless  families.  But  before 
this  happened  the  land,  which  had  been  free  to  all 
and  belonged  to  all,  was  divided  up.  Three-Legs 
began  it  when  he  planted  corn.  But  most  of  us 
did  not  care  about  the  land.  We  thought  the 
marking  of  the  boundaries  with  fences  of  stone 
was  a  foolishness.  We  had  plenty  to  eat,  and 
what  more  did  we  want?  I  remember  that  my 
father  and  I  built  stone  fences  for  Three-Legs  and 
were  given  corn  in  return. 

"So  only  a  few  got  all  the  land,  and  Three- 
Legs  got  most  of  it.  Also,  others  that  had  taken 
land  gave  it  to  the  few  that  held  on,  being  paid  in 
return  with  corn  and  fat  roots  and  bearskins  and 


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fishes  which  the  farmers  got  from  the  fishermen 
in  exchange  for  corn.  And  the  first  thing  we 
knew,  all  the  land  was  gone. 

"It  was  about  this  time  that  Fith-Fith  died, 
and  Dog-Tooth,  his  son,  was  made  chief.  He  de 
manded  to  be  made  chief  anyway,  because  his 
father  had  been  chief  before  him.  Also,  he  looked 
upon  himself  as  a  greater  chief  than  his  father. 
He  was  a  good  chief  at  first,  and  worked  hard,  so 
that  the  council  had  less  to  do.  Then  arose  a  new 
voice  in  the  Sea- Valley.  It  was  Twisted-Lip.  We 
had  never  thought  much  of  him,  until  he  began  to 
talk  with  the  spirits  of  the  dead.  Later  we  called 
him  Big-Fat,  because  he  ate  overmuch  and  did  no 
work  and  grew  round  and  large.  One  day  Big-Fat 
told  us  that  the  secrets  of  the  dead  were  his,  and 
that  he  was  the  voice  of  God.  He  became  great 
friends  with  Dog-Tooth,  who  commanded  that  we 
build  Big-Fat  a  grass  house.  And  Big-Fat  put 
taboos  all  around  his  house  and  kept  God  inside. 

"More  and  more  Dog-Tooth  became  greater 
than  the  council,  and  when  the  council  grumbled 
and  said  it  would  name  a  new  chief,  Big-Fat 
spoke  with  the  voice  of  God  and  said  no.  Also, 
Three-Legs  and  the  others  who  held  the  land 
stood  behind  Dog-Tooth.  Moreover,  the  strong 
est  man  in  the  council  was  Sea-Lion,  and  him  the 
landowners  gave  land  to  secretly,  along  with 


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many  bearskins  and  baskets  of  corn.  So  Sea-Lio*i 
said  that  Big-Fat's  voice  was  truly  the  voice  of 
God  and  must  be  obeyed.  And  soon  after  Sea- 
Lion  was  named  the  voice  of  Dog-Tooth  and  did 
most  of  the  talking  for  him. 

"Then  there  was  Little-Belly,  a  little  man,  so 
thin  in  the  middle  that  he  looked  as  if  he  never 
had  enough  to  eat.  Inside  the  mouth  of  the  river, 
after  the  sandbar  had  combed  the  strength  of  the 
breakers,  he  built  a  big  fish  trap.  No  man  had  ever 
seen  or  dreamed  of  a  fish  trap  before.  He  worked 
weeks  on  it,  with  his  son  and  his  wife,  while  the 
rest  of  us  laughed  at  their  labors.  But  when  it 
was  done,  the  first  day  he  caught  more  fish  in  it 
than  could  the  whole  tribe  in  a  week,  whereat 
there  was  great  rejoicing.  There  was  only  one 
other  place  in  the  river  for  a  fish  trap;  but  when 
my  father  and  I  and  a  dozen  other  men  started  to 
make  a  very  large  trap,  the  guards  came  from  the 
big  grass  house  we  had  built  for  Dog-Tooth.  And 
the  guards  poked  us  with  their  spears  and  told  us 
begone,  because  Little-Belly  was  going  to  build 
a  trap  there  himself  on  the  word  of  the  Sea-Lion, 
who  was  the  voice  of  Dog-Tooth. 

"There  was  much  grumbling,  and  my  father 
called  a  council.  .  But  when  he  rose  to  speak,  him 
the  Sea-Lion  thrust  through  the  throat  with  a 
spear,  and  he  died.  And  Dog-Tooth  and  Little- 


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Belly  and  Three-Legs  and  all  that  held  land  said 
it  was  good.  And  Big-Fat  said  it  was  the  will  of 
God.  And  after  that  all  men  were  afraid  to  stand 
up  in  the  council,  and  there  was  no  more  council. 

"Another  man,  Pig- Jaw,  began  to  keep  goats. 
He  had  heard  about  it  among  the  Meat-Eaters, 
and  it  was  not  long  before  he  had  many  flocks. 
Other  men,  who  had  no  land  and  no  fish  traps  and 
who  else  would  have  gone  hungry  were  glad  to 
work  for  Pig- Jaw,  caring  for  his  goats,  guarding 
them  from  wild  dogs  and  tigers  and  driving  them 
to  the  feeding  pastures  in  the  mountains.  In  re 
turn  Pig- Jaw  gave  them  goat  meat  to  eat,  and 
goat  skins  to  wear,  and  sometimes  they  traded  the 
goat  meat  for  fish  and  corn  and  fat  roots. 

"It  was  this  time  that  money  came  to  be.  Sea- 
Lion  was  the  man  who  first  thought  of  it,  and  he 
talked  it  over  with  Dog-Tooth  and  Big-Fat.  You 
see,  these  three  were  the  ones  that  got  a  share  of 
everything  in  the  Sea  Valley.  One  basket  out  of 
every  three  of  corn  was  theirs,  one  fish  out  of 
every  three,  one  goat  out  of  every  three.  In  return, 
they  fed  the  guards  and  the  watchers,  and  kept 
the  rest  for  themselves.  Sometimes,  when  a  big 
haul  of  fish  was  made,  they  did  not  know  what  to 
do  with  all  their  share.  So  Sea-Lion  set  the  wo 
men  to  making  money  out  of  shell — little  round 
pieces  with  a  hole  in  each  one,  and  all  made 


16      THE  STRENGTH  OF  THE  STRONG 

smooth  and  fine.  These  were  strung  on  strings, 
and  the  strings  were  called  money. 

"Each  string  was  of  the  value  of  thirty  fish,  or 
forty  fish,  but  the  women  who  made  a  string  a 
day  were  given  two  fish  each.  The  fish  came  out 
of  the  shares  of  Dog-Tooth,  Big-Fat  and  Sea- 
Lion,  which  they  three  did  not  eat.  So  all  the 
money  belonged  to  them.  Then  they  told  Three- 
Legs  and  the  other  landowners  that  they  would 
take  their  share  of  corn  and  roots  in  money.  Thus, 
a  man  who  had  nothing  worked  for  one  who  had 
and  was  paid  in  money.  With  this  money  he 
bought  corn  and  fish  and  meat  and  cheese.  And 
Three-Legs  and  all  owners  of  things  paid  Dog- 
Tooth  and  Sea-Lion  and  Big-Fat  their  share  in 
money.  And  they  paid  the  guards  and  watchers 
in  money,  and  the  guards  and  watchers  bought 
their  food  with  the  money.  And  because  money 
was  cheap,  Dog-Tooth  made  many  more  men  into 
guards,  and  because  money  was  cheap  to  make,  a 
number  of  men  began  to  make  money  out  of  shells 
themselves.  But  the  guards  stuck  spears  in  them 
and  shot  them  full  of  arrows,  because  they  were 
trying  to  break  up  the  tribe.  It  was  too  bad  to 
break  up  the  tribe,  for  then  the  Meat-Eaters 
would  come  over  and  divide  and  kill  them  all. 

"Big-Fat  was  the  voice  of  God,  but  he  took 
Broken-Rib  and  made  him  into  a  priest,  so  that  he 


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became  the  voice  of  Big-Fat  and  did  most  of  the 
talking  for  him.  And  both  had  other  men  to  be 
servants  to  them.  So  also  did  Little-Belly  and 
Three-Legs  and  Pig- Jaw  have  other  men  to  lie  in 
the  sun  about  their  grass  houses  and  carry  mes 
sages  for  them  and  give  commands.  And  more 
and  more  were  men  taken  away  from  work,  so 
that  those  that  were  left  worked  harder  than  ever 
before.  It  seemed  that  men  desired  to  do  no  work 
and  strove  to  seek  out  other  ways  whereby  men 
should  work  for  them.  Crooked-Eyes  found  such 
a  way.  He  made  the  first  firebrew  out  of  corn. 
And  thereafter  he  worked  no  more,  for  he  talked 
secretly  with  Dog-Tooth  and  Big-Fat  and  the 
other  masters,  and  it  was  agreed  that  he  should 
be  the  only  one  to  make  firebrew.  But  Crooked- 
Eyes  did  no  work  himself.  Men  made  the  brew 
for  him  and  he  paid  them  in  money.  Then  he  sold 
the  firebrew  for  money,  and  all  men  bought.  And 
many  strings  of  money  did  he  give  Dog-Tooth 
and  Sea-Lion  and  all  of  them. 

"Big  Fat  and  Broken-Rib  stood  by  Dog-Tooth 
when  he  took  his  second  wife,  and  his  third  wife. 
They  said  Dog-Tooth  was  different  from  other 
men  and  second  only  to  God  that  Big-Fat  kept  in 
his  taboo  house,  and  Dog-Tooth  said  so,  too,  and 
wanted  to  know  who  were  they  to  grumble  about 
how  many  wives  he  took.  Dog-Tooth  had  a  big 


18  THE    STRENGTH    OF    THE    STRONG 

canoe  made,  and  many  more  men  he  took  from 
work,  who  did  nothing  and  lay  in  the  sun  save 
only  when  Dog-Tooth  went  in  the  canoe  when 
they  paddled  for  him.  And  he  made  Tiger-Face 
head  man  over  all  the  guards,  so  that  Tiger- Face 
became  his  right  arm,  and  when  he  did  not  like  a 
man,  Tiger-Face  killed  that  man  for  him.  And 
Tiger- Face,  also,  made  another  man  to  be  his  right 
arm,  and  to  give  commands  and  to  kill  for  him. 

"But  this  was  the  strange  thing:  as  the  days 
went  by,  we  who  were  left  worked  harder  and 
harder  and  yet  did  we  get  less  and  less  to  eat." 

"But  what  of  the  goats  and  the  corn  and  the 
fat  roots  and  the  fish  trap?"  spoke  up  Afraid-of- 
the-Dark.  "What  of  all  this?  Was  there  not 
more  food  to  be  gained  by  a  man's  work?" 

"It  is  so,"  Long-Beard  agreed.  "Three  men 
on  the  fish  trap  got  more  fish  than  the  whole  tribe 
before  there  was  a  fish  trap.  But  have  I  not  said 
we  were  fools?  The  more  food  we  were  able  to 
get,  the  less  food  did  we  have  to  eat." 

"But  was  it  not  plain  that  the  many  men  who 
did  the  work  ate  it  all  up?"  Yellow-Head  de 
manded. 

Long-Beard  nodded  his  head  sadly.  "Dog- 
Tooth's  dogs  were  stuffed  with  meat,  and  the  men 
who  lay  in  the  sun  and  did  no  work  were  rolling 
in  fat,  and  at  the  same  time  there  were  little  chil- 


THE    STRENGTH    OF    THE    STRONG  19 

dren  crying  themselves  to  sleep  with  hunger  bit 
ing  them  with  every  wail." 

Deer-Runner  was  spurred  by  the  recital  of 
famine  to  tear  out  a  chunk  of  bear  meat  and  broil 
it  on  a  stick  over  the  coals.  This  he  devoured 
with  smacking  lips  while  Long-Beard  went  on. 

"When  we  grumbled,  Big-Fat  arose  and  with 
the  voice  of  God  said  that  God  had  chosen  the 
wise  men  to  own  the  land  and  the  goats  and  the 
fish  trap  and  the  firebrew  and  that  without  these 
wise  men  we  would  all  be  animals  as  in  the  days 
when  we  lived  in  trees. 

"And  there  arose  one  who  became  a  singer  of 
songs  for  the  king.  Him  they  called  the  Bug,  be 
cause  he  was  small  and  ungainly  of  face  and  limb 
and  excelled  not  in  work  or  deed.  He  loved  the  fat 
marrowbones,  the  choicest  fish,  the  milk  warm 
from  the  goats,  the  first  corn  that  was  ripe,  and 
the  snug  place  by  the  fire.  And  thus,  becoming 
singer  of  songs  to  the  king,  he  found  a  way  to  do 
nothing  and  be  fat.  And  when  the  people  grum 
bled  more  and  more,  and  some  threw  stones  at  the 
king's  big  grass  house,  the  Bug  sang  a  song  of 
how  good  it  was  to  be  a  Fish-Eater.  In  his  song 
he  told  that  the  Fish-Eaters  were  the  chosen  of 
God  and  the  finest  men  God  had  made.  He  sang 
of  the  Meat-Eaters  as  pigs  and  crows,  and  sang 
how  fine  and  good  it  was  for  the  Fish-Eaters  to 


20  TEE    STRENGTH    OF    THE    STRONG 

fight  and  die  doing  God's  work,  which  was  the 
killing  of  Meat-Eaters.  The  words  of  his  song 
were  like  fire  in  us,  and  we  clamored  to  be  led 
against  the  Meat-Eaters.  And  we  forgot  that  we 
were  hungry  and  why  we  had  grumbled,  and  were 
glad  to  be  led  by  Tiger-Face  over  the  divide, 
where  we  killed  many  Meat-Eaters  and  were  con 
tent. 

"But  things  were  no  better  in  the  Sea  Valley. 
The  only  way  to  get  food  was  to  work  for  Three- 
Legs  or  Little-Belly  or  Pig- Jaw ;  for  there  was  no 
land  that  a  man  might  plant  with  corn  for  himself. 
And  often  there  were  more  men  than  Three-Legs 
and  the  others  had  work  for.  So  these  men  went 
hungry,  and  so  did  their  wives  and  children  and 
their  old  mothers.  Tiger-Face  said  they  could 
become  guards  if  they  wanted  to,  and  many  of 
them  did;  and  therefore  they  did  no  work  ex 
cept  to  poke  spears  in  the  men  who  did  work 
and  who  grumbled  at  feeding  so  many  idlers. 

"And  when  we  grumbled,  ever  the  Bug  sang 
new  songs.  He  said  that  Three-Legs  and  Pig- 
Jaw  and  the  rest  were  strong  men,  and  that  was 
why  they  had  so  much.  He  said  that  we  should 
be  glad  to  have  strong  men  with  us,  else  would 
we  perish  of  our  own  worthlessness  and  the 
Meat-Eaters.  Therefore  we  should  be  glad  to  let 
such  strong  men  have  all  they  could  lay  hands 


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on.  And  Big-Fat  and  Pig-Jaw  and  Tiger-Face 
and  all  the  rest  said  it  was  true. 

"  'All  right,'  said  Long-Fang,  'then  will  I,  too, 
be  a  strong  man.'  And  he  got  himself  corn  and  be 
gan  to  make  firebrew  and  sell  it  for  strings  of 
money.  And  when  Crooked-Eyes  complained, 
Long-Fang  said  that  he  was  himself  a  strong  man, 
and  that  if  Crooked-Eyes  made  any  more  noise  he 
would  dash  his  brains  out  for  him.  Whereat 
Crooked-Eyes  was  afraid  and  went  and  talked 
with  Three-Legs  and  Pig- Jaw.  And  all  three  went 
and  talked  to  Dog-Tooth.  And  Dog-Tooth  spoke 
to  Sea-Lion,  and  Sea-Lion  sent  a  runner  with  a 
message  to  Tiger-Face.  And  Tiger-Face  sent  his 
guards,  who  burned  Long-Fang's  house  along 
with  the  firebrew  he  had  made.  Also,  they  killed 
him  and  all  his  family.  And  Big-Fat  said  it  was 
good,  and  the  Bug  sang  another  song  about  how 
good  it  was  to  observe  the  law,  and  what  a  fine 
land  the  Sea  Valley  was,  and  how  every  man  who 
loved  the  Sea  Valley  should  go  forth  and  kill  the 
bad  Meat-Eaters.  And  again  his  song  was  as  fire 
to  us,  and  we  forgot  to  grumble. 

"It  was  very  strange.  When  Little-Belly 
caught  too  many  fish,  so  that  it  took  a  great  many 
to  sell  for  a  little  money,  he  threw  many  of  the  fish 
back  into  the  sea  so  that  more  money  would  be 
paid  for  what  was  left.  And  Three-Legs  often  let 


22  THE   STRENGTH    OF   THE   STRONG 

many  large  fields  lie  idle  so  as  to  get  more  money 
for  his  corn.  And  the  women,  making  so  much 
money  out  of  shell  that  much  money  was  needed 
to  buy  with,  Dog-Tooth  stopped  the  making  of 
money.  And  the  women  had  no  work,  so  they  took 
the  places  of  the  men.  I  worked  on  the  fish  trap, 
getting  a  string  of  money  every  five  days.  But  my 
sister  now  did  my  work,  getting  a  string  of  money 
for  every  ten  days.  The  women  worked  cheaper, 
and  there  was  less  food,  and  Tiger-Face  said  for 
us  to  become  guards.  Only  I  could  not  become  a 
guard,  because  I  was  lame  of  one  leg  and  Tiger- 
Face  would  not  have  me.  And  there  were  many 
like  me.  We  were  broken  men  and  only  fit  to  beg 
for  work  or  to  take  care  of  the  babies  while  the 
women  worked." 

Yellow-Head,  too,  was  made  hungry  by  the  re 
cital,  and  broiled  a  piece  of  bear  meat  on  the  coals. 

"But  why  didn't  you  rise  up,  all  of  you,  and 
kill  Three-Legs  and  Pig- Jaw  and  Big- Fat  and  the 
rest,  and  get  enough  to  eat?"  Afraid-of-the-Dark 
demanded. 

"Because  we  could  not  understand,"  Long- 
Beard  answered.  "There  was  too  much  to  think 
about,  and  also  there  were  the  guards  sticking 
spears  into  us,  and  Big-Fat  talking  about  God, 
and  the  Bug  singing  new  songs.  And  when  any 
man  did  think  right,  and  said  so,  Tiger-Face  and 


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the  guards  got  him  and  he  was  tied  out  to  the 
rocks  at  low  tide,  so  that  the  rising  waters 
drowned  him. 

"It  was  a  strange  thing — the  money.  It  was 
like  the  Bug's  songs.  It  seemed  all  right,  but  it 
wasn't,  and  we  were  slow  to  understand.  Dog- 
Tooth  began  to  gather  the  money  in.  He  put  it  in 
a  big  pile,  in  a  grass  house,  with  guards  to  watch 
it  day  and  night.  And  the  more  money  he  piled  in 
the  house,  the  dearer  money  became,  so  that  a 
man  worked  a  longer  time  for  a  string  of  money 
than  before.  Then,  too,  there  was  always  talk  of 
war  with  the  Meat-Eaters,  and  Dog-Tooth  and 
Tiger- Face  filled  many  houses  with  corn  and  dried 
fish  and  smoked  goat  meat  and  cheese.  And  with 
the  food  piled  there  in  mountains,  the  people  had 
not  enough  to  eat.  But  what  did  it  matter.  When 
ever  the  people  grumbled  too  loudly,  the  Bug  sang 
a  new  song,  and  Big-Fat  said  it  was  God's  word 
that  we  should  kill  Meat-Eaters,  and  Tiger-Face 
led  us  over  the  divide  to  kill  and  be  killed.  I  was 
not  good  enough  to  be  a  guard  and  lie  fat  in  the 
sun,  but  when  we  made  war  Tiger-Face  was  glad 
to  take  me  along.  And  when  we  had  eaten  all  the 
food  stored  in  the  houses  we  stopped  fighting  and 
went  back  to  work  to  pile  up  more  food." 

"Then  were  you  all  crazy ,v  commented  Dear- 
Runner." 


24      THE  STRENGTH  OF  THE  STRONG 

"Then  were  we  indeed  all  crazy,"  Long-Beard 
agreed.  "It  was  strange,  all  of  it.  There  was 
Split-Nose.  He  said  everything  was  wrong.  H^ 
said  it  was  true  that  we  grew  strong  by  adding 
our  strength  together.  And  he  said  that  when  we 
first  formed  the  tribe  it  was  right  that  the  men 
whose  strength  hurt  the  tribe  should  be  shorn  of 
their  strength — men  who  bashed  their  brothers' 
heads  and  stole  their  brothers'  wives.  And  now,  he 
said,  the  tribe  was  not  getting  stronger,  but  was 
getting  weaker,  because  there  were  men  with  an 
other  kind  of  strength  who  were  hurting  the  tribe 
— men  who  had  the  strength  of  the  land,  like 
Three-Legs ;  who  had  the  strength  of  the  fish  trap 
like  Little-Belly ;  who  had  the  strength  of  all  the 
goat  meat,  like  Pig- Jaw.  The  thing  to  do,  Split- 
Nose  said,  was  to  shear  these  men  of  their  evil 
strength;  to  make  them  go  to  work,  all  of  them, 
and  to  let  no  man  eat  who  did  not  work. 

"And  the  Bug  sang  another  song  about  men 
like  Split-Nose,  who  wanted  to  go  back  and  live 
in  trees. 

"Yet  Split-Nose  said  no ;  that  he  did  not  want 
to  go  back  but  ahead ;  that  they  grew  strong  only 
as  they  added  their  strength  together ;  and  that  if 
the  Fish-Eaters  would  add  their  strength  to  the 
Meat-Eaters,  there  would  be  no  more  fighting  and 
no  more  watchers  and  no  more  guards,  and  that 


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with  all  men  working  there  would  be  so  much 
food  that  each  man  would  have  to  work  not  more 
than  two  hours  a  day. 

"Then  the  Bug  sang  again,  and  he  sang  that 
Split-Nose  was  lazy,  and  he  sang  also  the  'Song  of 
the  Bees.'  It  was  a  strange  song,  and  those  who 
listened  were  mad  as  from  the  drinking  of  strong 
firebrew.  The  song  was  of  a  swarm  of  bees,  and 
of  a  robber  wasp  who  had  come  in  to  live  with  the 
bees,  and  who  was  stealing  all  their  honey.  The 
wasp  was  lazy  and  told  them  there  was  no  need  to 
work ;  also  he  told  them  to  make  friends  with  the 
bears,  who  were  not  honey  stealers  but  only  very 
good  friends.  And  the  Bug  sang  in  crooked 
words,  so  that  those  who  listened  knew  that  the 
swarm  was  the  Sea  Valley  tribe,  that  the  bears 
were  the  Meat-Eaters,  and  the  Lazy  Wasp  was 
Split-Nose.  And  when  the  Bug  sang  that  the  bees 
listened  to  the  wasp  till  the  swarm  was  near  to 
perishing,  the  people  growled  and  snarled;  and 
when  the  Bug  sang  that  at  last  the  good  bees 
arose  and  stung  the  wasp  to  death,  the  people 
picked  up  stones  from  the  ground  and  stoned 
Split-Nose  to  death,  till  there  was  naught  to  be 
seen  of  him  but  the  heap  of  stones  they  had  flung 
en  top  of  him.  And  there  were  many  poor  people 
who  worked  long  and  hard  and  had  not  enough 
to  eat  that  helped  throw  the  stones  on  Split-Nose. 


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"And  after  t^ie  death  of  Split-Nose  there  was 
but  one  other  man  that  dared  rise  up  and  speak 
his  mind,  and  that  man  was  Hair-Face.  'Where 
is  the  strength  of  the  strong?'  he  asked.  'We  are 
the  strong,  all  of  us,  and  we  are  stronger  than 
Dog-Tooth  and  Tiger-Face  and  Three-Legs  and 
Pig- Jaw  and  all  the  rest  who  do  nothing  and  eat 
much  and  weaken  us  by  the  hurt  of  their  strength, 
which  is  bad  strength.  Men  who  are  slaves  are 
not  strong.  If  the  man  who  first  found  the  virtue 
and  use  of  fire  had  used  his  strength,  we  would 
have  been  his  slaves,  as  we  are  the  slaves  today 
of  Little-Belly,  who  found  the  virtue  and  use  of 
the  fish  trap,  and  of  the  men  who  found  the  virtue 
and  use  of  the  land  and  the  goats  and  the  fire- 
brew.  Before,  we  lived  in  trees,  my  brothers,  and 
no  man  was  safe.  But  we  fight  no  more  with  one 
another,  we  have  added  our  strength  together. 
Then  let  us  fight  no  more  with  the  Meat-Eaters. 
Let  us  add  our  strength  and  their  strength  to 
gether.  Then  will  we  be  indeed  strong.  And  then 
we  will  go  out  together,  the  Fish-Eaters  and  the 
Meat-Eaters,  and  we  will  kill  the  tigers  and  the 
lions  and  the  wolves  and  the  wild  dogs,  and  we 
will  pasture  our  goats  on  all  the  hillsides  and 
plant  our  corn  and  fat  roots  in  all  the  high  moun 
tain  valleys. 

"  'In  that  day  we  will  be  so  strong  that  all  the 


THE    STRENGTH    OF    THE    STRONG  27 

wild  animals  will  flee  before  us  and  perish.  And 
nothing  will  withstand  us,  for  the  strength  of 
each  man  will  be  the  strength  of  all  men  in  the 
world.' 

"So  said  Hair-Face,  and  they  killed  him,  be 
cause  they  said  he  was  a  wild  man  and  wanted  to 
go  back  and  live  in  a  tree.  It  was  very  strange. 
Whenever  a  man  arose  and  wanted  to  go  for 
ward,  all  those  that  stood  still  said  he  went  back 
ward  and  should  be  killed.  And  the  poor  people 
helped  stone  him  and  were  fools.  We  were  all 
fools,  except  those  who  were  fat  and  did  no  work. 
The  fools  were  called  wise  and  the  wise  were 
stoned.  Men  who  worked  did  not  get  enough  to 
eat,  and  the  men  who  did  not  work  ate  too  much. 

"And  the  tribe  went  on  losing  strength.  The 
children  were  weak  and  sickly.  And  because  we 
ate  not  enough,  strange  sicknesses  came  among  us 
and  we  died  like  flies.  And  then  the  Meat-Eaters 
came  upon  us.  We  had  followed  Tiger-Face  too 
often  over  the  divide  and  killed  them,  and  now 
they  came  to  repay  in  blood.  We  were  too  weak 
and  sick  to  man  the  big  wall.  And  they  killed 
us,  all  of  us,  except  some  of  the  women  which 
they  took  away  with  them.  The  Bug  and  I  es 
caped,  and  I  hid  in  the  wildest  places,  and  be 
came  a  hunter  of  meat  and  went  hungry  no  more. 
I  stole  a  wife  from  among  the  Meat-Eaters,  and 


28      THE  STRENGTH  OF  THE  STRONG 

went  to  live  in  the  caves  of  the  high  mountains, 
where  they  could  not  find  me.  And  we  had  three 
sons,  and  each  son  stole  a  wife  from  the  Meat- 
Eaters.  And  the  rest  you  know,  for  are  you  not 
the  sons  of  my  sons?" 

"But  the  Bug?"  queried  Deer-Runner.  "What 
became  of  him?" 

"He  went  to  live  with  the  Meat-Eaters  and  to 
be  a  singer  of  songs  to  the  king.  He  is  an  old  man 
now,  but  he  sings  the  same  old  songs ;  and  when  a 
man  rises  up  to  go  forward  he  sings  that  that 
man  is  walking  backward  to  live  in  a  tree." 

Long-Beard  dipped  into  the  bear  carcass  and 
sucked  with  toothless  gums  at  a  fist  of  suet. 

"Some  day,"  he  said,  wiping  his  hands  on  his 
sides,  "all  the  fools  will  be  dead,  and  then  all  live 
men  will  go  forward.  The  secret  of  the  strength 
of  the  strong  will  be  theirs,  and  they  will  add  their 
strength  together,  so  that  of  all  the  men  in  the 
world  not  one  will  fight  with  another.  There  will 
be  no  guards  nor  watchers  on  the  walls.  And  all 
the  hunting  animals  will  be  killed,  and,  as  Hair- 
Face  said,  all  the  hillsides  will  be  pastured  with 
goats,  and  all  the  high  mountain  valleys  will  be 
planted  with  corn  and  fat  roots.  And  all  men  will 
be  brothers,  and  no  man  will  lie  idle  in  the  sun 
and  be  fed  by  his  fellows.  And  all  that  will  come 
to  pass  in  the  time  when  the  fools  are  dead,  and 


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when  there  will  be  no  more  singers  to  stand  still 
and  Ring  the  'Song  of  the  Bees.'     Bees  are  not 


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